setting stories free Tasha Burgoyne

Setting Stories Free

My mom dressed me in cream-colored tights and a brand new cream-colored dress for my first day of kindergarten. I whined about having to wear tights, but my mom got her way that day. It was a new school, a new state and it was the first time I would be gone all day, five days a week. She fussed over my hair like she always did: like a director on set, making sure that everything was in just the right place. I vaguely remember her giving me some extra instructions about things I should or shouldn’t do. Being a